Lost Love

Chapter 13

Monday's weren't my favourite things. But, knowing that I had coffee waiting for me in my building's lobby made me hurry with getting ready. I just went with faux leather leggings and a navy sweater with thin peach coloured stripes on it. After packing my handbag with everything I needed for my day at work, I slipped a gold bracelet on and my watch next to it.

"Gracie, I'm leaving now!" I called out as I left my room, handbag and phone in hand.

"Okay, have a good day!" she called back. I left once my heel boots were zipped up and got in the elevator before slipping my sunglasses on. Why not wear them inside? It's just putting them on earlier before you go outside.

"Have I ever told you that you're my favourite cousin?" I said to Jedd when I saw him standing against the wall in his expensive clothes, holding two Starbucks coffees.

"Yes, and it always seems to be when I'm holding coffee..." he says, chuckling.

"Well, you are" I say and sip the caramel latte. We leave and get into a cab to go to work.

"Why, why, why" Georgia was saying when we walked into her office. There were papers everywhere, and things all around the room. Uh oh.

I looked to Jedd and he gave me a single nod before walking out. I got my phone out and sent a single text to someone.

'Book Georgia in. Full.'

Jedd came back with her coat and picked up her handbag off the floor.

"Georgia, listen to me" I say and she turned around, deep bags under her bloodshot eyes, knots in her hair. "You're going to the spa for the day. We'll tidy this up" I say.

"There's a long list over there, let me just finish doing-"

"No Georgia. You're going to the spa" Jedd said sternly. She huffed but agreed, and within ten minutes, she was gone.

"Well... Here we go again" I say and start picking up papers to file them. She always gets stressed out when it nears fashion week. Although she doesn't have any designs in the show, she owns the models - professional wise - who are walking in the shows, which means she has to have everything sorted; times for each model, no double bookings, etcetera etcetera. Fashion week starts tomorrow and ends Sunday.

"Alright, I'll start doing some things on this and I'll be back in an hour" Jedd says, picking up the list. I nod and he leaves.

When Jedd got back after an hour, I had Georgia's office looking pristine, and was scrolling through her appointments for today. There was an arrangement to pick up some underwear from Calvin Klein at 11 o'clock; forty-five minutes from now.

"I'm going to Calvin Klein, you deal with more of the list" I say when he walked into the office. I grabbed my bag and sunglasses and left him before he could disagree.

I got a cab and gave them the address, then got out and went into the large, swanky building.

"Hi, I'm Sammy Dylan, here to pick up for Georgia Jacobs" I say to the receptionist on the C.K floor. She typed on her computer before looking up at me.

"Just go down the hall and to the large room at the end. There's some boxes there labelled with different names. Just find Georgia's and you'll be good" she smiled. I thanked her and followed the directions, coming out to the photo shoot area. Calvin Klein owned some of their main models, like the 'face' of the brand, and just my luck, there was a photo shoot going on. I was so going to rush in getting this order...